a zombie haunts me

Chapter 325 Red Eyes

My steps suddenly stagnated, probably because I was a little frightened, and I couldn't help trembling.

It's strange, it's already this time, how could someone knock on the door?
Besides, A Lang and I don't have any friends, so it can't be the grandma who lives in the nursing home.

I pondered for a long time, but I still didn't know what to do, but the doorbell kept ringing, and the sound was too weird.

After a pause, I decided to open the door to have a look.

Soon, I turned around and crossed the hallway to the gate, but the moment I was about to open the door, the doorbell that kept ringing suddenly disappeared.

The surrounding area is surprisingly quiet, I can even hear my own heavy breathing, which keeps amplifying in this silent night...

I gently leaned over to close the heavy door, but, separated by a door, it was very quiet outside, almost no sound.

Could it be that I am hallucinating?
This is an old house, not the villa that A Lang lived in before. Naturally, there are no gate guards, let alone surveillance.

I thought about whether to look out from the cat's eye, but I was afraid, I was afraid I would see a ghost!

Especially, the scary-looking ghost!
Since there is no sound, forget it, I am going to go to the kitchen to get something, I will go to bed after eating, anyway, it will be dawn in a while, and I will talk to A Lang at that time.

But when my footsteps just left the door, and before I had time to cross the porch, there was a strange knock on the door. This time, the knock on the door was more urgent than the previous doorbell. Behind that door, there must be something, maybe a person, maybe a ghost!

Without any further hesitation, I turned around immediately, and the moment I was about to step into the door, the knocking stopped abruptly again.

My heart began to beat wildly, and the blood all over my body was like boiling water.

I can feel layers of coolness on the soles of my feet, slowly permeating up the thin soles of my shoes, making me feel like I am soaking in icy snow water.

"Who... who the hell..."

I couldn't help asking, but the voice was very soft. I wasn't sure if anyone heard it from the other side of the door.

However, there was still no response, no, there was not even a sound of response.

I walked to the door again, but I didn't dare to go forward. My eyes were fixed on the lock on the door. I was so afraid that the lock would turn suddenly, and then the door opened.

However, the door did not open, but, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the narrow gap under the door, and there was a dark figure standing at my door.

There is a shadow, he has a shadow, so it should not be a ghost!
Thinking like this, I just wanted to open the door, but the moment my hand touched the cold doorknob, it bounced back as if it had touched boiling water.

Should I really open the door, in case...

While I was thinking, the knock on the door sounded again, like waves after waves, which made my heart tremble suddenly.

"Who... who the hell?"

I couldn't help asking again, my mind seemed to go blank for a moment.

However, the answer to me was still only the hasty knock on the door.

I bit the bullet and moved a little closer, however, the knock on the door stopped again.

After a pause, I shook my heart, lifted the protective cover of the cat's eye, took a deep breath, and looked out the door...

However, to my surprise, there was nothing outside the door, as quiet as if nothing had happened.

When I was wondering what was going on, suddenly, a pair of eyes appeared in my field of vision. The eyeballs were red, like the eyes of a rabbit.

I was so scared that I yelled "Ah", and immediately backed up several steps. A Lang obviously heard my voice and rushed over quickly.

When my waist was cold, Ah Lang's arms hugged me tightly. He frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

I froze for a moment, pointed at the gate and said, "Ghost... There are ghosts outside the gate!"

However, Ah Lang didn't say anything, but the expression on his face became a little dignified.

"How do you know there is a ghost outside the door?"

He lowered his voice and asked, but I couldn't help but gasp.

"Didn't you hear the doorbell just now, and the very hasty knock on the door, I... I just saw a red eye, a red eye through the cat's eye!"

I whispered, the last words barely coming out.

A Lang frowned slightly, his face seemed a little ugly, he paused, and then said: "Don't worry, I'll go and have a look."

After all, without the slightest hesitation, he took a step forward and opened the door.

Just for a moment, I suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards my face, mixed with a bit of bloody smell, that smell quickly poured into my nostrils, making me tremble all over.

The next second, I saw a man appearing at the entrance in a very embarrassed state.

"You... who are you and how did you get in?"

I pointed at the man, my upper and lower teeth chattering with excitement.

He was wearing a bloody coat, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a bloody coat, because, except for some white at the neckline, the rest of the white shirt was completely stained red by blood.

I swallowed, but only felt that my throat seemed to be dry enough to swallow sand.

A Lang glanced at him fiercely, stepped forward, grabbed the man by the collar, and said in a low voice, "Who let you in, do you know where this is?"

At that moment, I clearly felt a breath-taking cold air emanating from A Lang's body, but when the man raised his head and looked at A Lang with those red eyes, he suddenly withdrew his hands. He moved, and said lightly: "Did you die unjustly?"

The man nodded, held A Lang's arm tightly, and said, "I beg you, help me!"

He finally spoke. Although the voice was hoarse, it was very clear.

He is asking us for help, but I don't know what he wants us to help him with.

"I'm not a shelter here."

A Lang quickly rejected him. Although I don't know whether this man died unjustly, I can be sure that there must be such a resentment behind those red eyes.

"I'm a lawyer, and I already have the key evidence of Cheng Shundong's murder, but he sent someone to kill me!"

The man said that the blood stains on his body seemed to be about to dry, but they stuck to his body, which looked shocking.

"I remembered that during the daytime today, we passed by the court and happened to see Cheng Shundong being acquitted. At that time, I remember seeing a person at the door of the reception room. That person...is it you?"

I lowered my voice and asked tentatively. Although I was not sure, I found that from the moment the man rushed in, I felt familiar.

"That's right, it's me. If I hadn't been silenced by Cheng Shundong, he wouldn't have been released in court today!"

The man gritted his teeth and said, I can feel the deep resentment in his heart, but he is not a resentful spirit, because he has never harmed anyone.

"You go, we can't help you at all."

A Lang said very indifferently, although I don't know why he refused, but I can see from his expression that he doesn't seem to want to take this muddy water.

"What if I use the ghost stove's clue to exchange with you?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, I knew what he was thinking.

However, what is a ghost furnace, why do I seem to have never heard of it?

But A Lang grabbed his collar tightly again, and his tone was colder than before: "Tell us, where is the ghost furnace?"

"As long as you are willing to help me, I will naturally tell you the clue of Ghost Stove."

The man seemed to be trying to trick him, so it could be seen that he came prepared.

I wondered at the beginning, the ghost who could break into our house single-handedly must not be easy.

I gently pulled Alang's clothes, and whispered in his ear: "What is the ghost stove, is it important to us?"

"The ghost stove is a container for refining ghost pills. Even though we have many powerful wraiths, without the ghost stove, everything is in vain."

When Ah Lang said this, his eyes slowly fell on the man.

I know that what he is worried about right now is nothing else but whether this man can be trusted. What if the so-called ghost stove's secret in his hands is false?

"I know that you are refining the ghost pill, and I also know that you have not obtained the ghost furnace, but I can tell you where the ghost furnace is."

The man repeated again, to be honest, the conditions he offered were indeed attractive to us, because there is only one ghost furnace, once the ghost furnace is destroyed, the wraiths we found would not be able to be refined into ghost pills.

More importantly, I don't know how long the child can last, what if it's too late...

"Why should we trust you?"

A Lang's eyebrows slowly knit into a ball, I know he was a little worried.

"If my clues are false, you can destroy me at any time, and I am willing."

At that moment, the man said righteously.

I know it's really easy for us to make him disappear. It just needs a little sunshine.

A Lang seemed to think for a moment, and then said to the man: "Okay, I am willing to trust you once, but you have to remember that we only help you once, and we will not bear any responsibility if we fail."

Cheng Shundong is not an ordinary person, it is not difficult to convict him, but the difficulty lies in his ability to escape smoothly every time.

Moreover, this person is quite vindictive, if not, this lawyer would not be so easily killed and silenced.

"Don't worry, just once, this time, I will definitely let him be convicted!"

The man said firmly, I saw anger in his red eyes.

There was a sudden jump between the eyebrows, and an ominous premonition filled the whole body. Am I doing this right? Will it cause trouble for A Lang and me?
(End of this chapter)